Chapter 20

Two men were in Mr. Bradford’s hospital room talking to him. They said you were supposed to talk, not assault him. Now a national security letter is out the window, and our asses are on the line. We don’t have the program and had everything in place until you screwed it up. You’re off our board effective today. Good luck dealing with the fallout from this with your department. That kid brought Britain to its knees for insulting him. What do you think he’ll do to you? My vision ended with the two men leaving.

I woke up at 2 a.m., dressed in dark clothes and geared up, then rode my e-bike to the hospital. The only entrances open were the emergency and hospital staff. I used that entrance and went to the second floor using the stairway. I could sense Mr. Bradford’s location and went into his room, putting him into a deep sleep with a pressure point. Using my hypnosis skills, I told Mr. Bradford HP hired a hitman to kill him. They blamed him for their screw-up that would cost the company millions.

His only chance at survival is to leave everything behind and find a remote cabin he can defend and survive. He might survive if he lives off the grid and his pension and leaves everything else to his family. Forget about TJ Jackson or the Jackson family because they never existed. Finally, I gave him the code word “Asshat” to put under quickly and left. When I got home, I began my day early.

I exercised, practiced my huku, sensed the area, grabbed my walking staff, and took off running my route, keeping a steady speed and stride. When I reached my turnaround point, I increased my pace on the way home. After stretching, I showered, dressed, went to the kitchen for breakfast and supplements, and then went to the workshop. It was too early for the practice range, so I took the day off and finished programming the laptops for Mr. Barton.

Then, I checked on my friends at HP, who were in panic mode. Mr. Bradford’s actions put them in a serious position. I was surprised they voted to hire someone to take out Mr. Bradford. They discussed taking me out but thought it brought too much attention to their way. Then, they discussed how much to offer me to go away. Five million was agreed on, and they would make the offer on Monday. Then, they decided to go with Professor Conner’s program and forget about mine.

Returning to my bedroom, I was happy the HP headache was almost solved. I finished reading my course books and then browsed through them again. Mom was on the phone with Amy when I went downstairs. I fixed a sandwich and was eating lunch when she finished her call.

Mom said that Amy and her dad checked out of the hospital against the doctor’s advice. Her dad packed his trailer with his guns, ammo, camping gear, and clothing and left for Idaho. He didn’t say goodbye, just that HP blamed him for their product failure and its cost to fix. And he received a tip that they put a contract on his life. So, Amy invited us for dinner tonight. They are celebrating getting rid of the old battle axe and their Independence Day. Mom said I was the guest of honor, so expect a lot of attention laughing.

Then she said Amy’s mom has been unhappy for years but couldn’t afford to divorce her dad. They were married before prenups were popular or necessary. When her mom’s parents passed, she inherited their estate. If she divorced him, he would get half, and her mom refused to give the asshole anything. So, Mom said I was their knight in shining armor, and my magic foot did it again, laughing.

Mom was right. When we arrived at the Bradfords, I was mobbed, hugged, and kissed. They were getting the asshole’s things together and holding a yard sale. I had first dibs on anything I wanted, but it would all be sold or donated to the Goodwill. Then, Mom brought out my pictures from the fashion show, and a mini-riot occurred. Mom said they could have two apiece since they were good friends. Mrs. Bradford said, “Call me Patty,” and selected the one I gave to Mrs. Barton and one where I only wore red lounge pants. Amy and Chloe picked the red lounge pants and the silk boxer’s photos.

Driving home, I said those women are out of control. Mom laughed and said they were just happy and excited about the asshole’s demise and your photos. They should settle by our next visit, I think, laughing again. I told her I was touched less during the fashion show fitting than tonight, causing Mom to laugh again. Mom said I did a good thing for Bradfords, and she was proud of me. We hugged goodnight and went to bed. It felt different again, lingering in my head longer, and I never noticed when it stopped, and I drifted into a deep sleep.

I awoke on Monday and went to the gym, sensing the area on my way. I exercised, practiced my huku using the heavy bag, did a light workout on the weight machine, and then did my yoga routine. When finished, I showered, dressed, went to the kitchen for breakfast and supplements, then drove the golf cart to the practice range. Today was practice only, so I got two buckets of balls and practiced, then walked to a limo in the parking lot. The door opened, and I got inside, and the Royal Prince waved off my attempt to bow, sitting down. The Royal Prince told me his name but said to call me Ali and introduced himself.

Ali said he knew I saved his life and hundreds of others by killing the bomber. He waved me off when I tried to deny it, saying we know and will keep it a secret. Ali said we’ll meet again soon and talk some more. Now, my brother is a warpath, killing those who failed him. We’ll wait until the pressures are off to meet again. I just wanted to meet and thank you in person. We shook hands, I exited the limo, and they drove away.

Mom left a note saying she went to the gym, so I ate lunch and called Debra Brown. I told her about Mr. Bradford’s assault at the restaurant and that he was an HP board member. Then I said if HP calls and makes a good offer to settle the dispute, accept it. She said they’d want to settle quickly after that confrontation with a board member. I’ll let you know what happens and said goodbye.

Then Lana called and said she was having problems with her laptop computer, and I could look at it for her. When I rang the doorbell, Lana answered, wearing a short robe, and took me to the den. Her laptop was on the coffee table, and the screen was frozen on an erotic story website. The story she was reading was Punishing Amy, and Amy teased her divorced dad by dressing provocatively until he spanked her.

While working on the laptop, Lana opened her legs enough for me to see she was nude under her robe. I fixed the frozen screen, and she also had two porn sites on her browser. I thought this was the perfect opportunity to test my theory. I grabbed Lana, put her across my lap, and said, “You’ve been a bad girl.” She screamed as I spanked her bare bottom. Her screams turned to moans after two, and I stopped spanking her after five. Lana jumped up off my lap and ran to her room. I installed a backdoor to her computer, and I could hear moaning in her bedroom as I left.

I was laughing when I walked into the kitchen, and Mom asked what was so funny. I told Mom about Lana, her laptop problem, and how she dressed. When I told her about the spanking and Lana’s reaction, Mom laughed hard and had to sit down. When she recovered, Mom explained that Lana was going through puberty, and her hormones were everywhere. I did a good thing helping her out without going too far laughing again. Then Mom said to watch how Lana reacts the next time she sees you. It was a one-time event if she is aggressive and tells you not to do it again. If she’s meek and docile, look for her to try something like that again because she enjoyed it.

Mom said I had a strong character and personality. The Lamberts and Bradfords will give you valuable experience in female manipulation. It will serve you well later in life. Now, let’s get cleaned up and get some good Mexican food. We got cleaned up, dressed, and drove to the restaurant. During the drive, Mom explained the different women’s personalities. She said to stay away from women who are dominant and want to control everything. You’ll never be happy with them. Likewise, stay away from clingy, jealous, and dependent females. There is a wide range in between to cull and befriend. Keep the good ones close for friendship and advice. I thanked Mom for the advice.

Mom and I arrived at the Mexican restaurant, seated in a middle booth, when Mom saw Jenna sitting with three other ladies. While eating, Mom said when we’re ready to leave, go and kiss Jenna. Thank her for the other day, and you’re looking forward to the next meeting, then leave. Mom laughed and said her friends would pepper her with questions about you and not believe a word she said. We finished dinner, and Mom went to the entrance and watched.

I went to Jenna, put my arms around her, and kissed her. I told her I enjoyed our time together the other day and was looking to repeat the performance, then left. Mom and I were laughing as we left the restaurant. On the drive home, Mom said her friends were shocked when I kissed Jenna. Arriving home, Mom said I expected she’d call or knock on our door tomorrow. We hugged goodnight and went to bed. I fell asleep, and it felt the same. The thumping started, and the vibrating feeling lingered in my head. And I never noticed when it stopped, and I drifted into a deep sleep. Then, a vision started.

There was a black SUV parked two doors down from the Bradfords. Two men were inside discussing how to handle the situation. One said James Bradford doesn’t seem to be here. What do you want to do now? The other man said let’s nap and set the alarm for 4 a.m. Then we’ll go inside and interrogate the women. They’ll give up his location when we’re through with them, and they laughed, and my vision ended.

I woke up at 2 a.m. dressed in dark clothes and kitted up. I rode my e-bike to the Bradfords and parked behind the SUV. Then I quietly got into the SUV and put each man into a deep sleep with a pressure point. Using my hypnosis skills, I put them under and told them to forget about the Bradford family. They don’t know where James is, but you get horney for each other whenever you think about him. I took their clothes, keys, wallets, phones, and duffel bag in the back and rode home. After turning off their phones, I put everything into my stash room, locked up, and went to bed.

Waking up again, I exercised, practiced my huku, sensed the area, grabbed my walking staff, and took off running my route, keeping a steady speed and stride. When I reached my turnaround point, I increased my pace on the way home. After stretching, I showered, dressed, went to the kitchen for breakfast and supplements, and then drove the golf cart to the practice range. I warmed up and then played a round for a score. I shot a nine-under and was happy going home.

Mom left a note saying she went to the club and would bring home dinner. I ate lunch, the phone rang, and Amy asked me to come over. I rode the e-bike to their house and rang the doorbell. Amy answered the door, pulled me inside, hugged me, and French kissed me. Then she said she couldn’t sleep last night and saw what I did to the two men in the SUV. After I left, she called the police, and they arrested them. I told Amy not to say anything to Mom, or I’ll be grounded. She promised to keep our secret, but I’ll be treated like a king at their house. Then, I got another kiss to rival the first one and rode home. I wondered why she didn’t ask how I knew to show up or what I did with their things.

Mom came home with dinner from All American Diner. While eating, Mom said Todd Brown called, and WME proposed refunding half their fees and changing agents. Todd said that’s the best deal we’ll get without going to court. I told Mom I agreed to the deal pending meeting the new agent. Mom called Mr. Brown and said to set up the meeting. We were watching TV when Jenna called. Mom was laughing during the whole conversation. At the end of the call, Mom asked Jenna if I needed to come over and laughed again, then hung up.

Mom said Jenna’s friends wouldn’t believe a word she said. So, she said I was the pool boy and helped her with the suntan lotion when I cleaned the pool. Then Jenna said my skills and tools put grown men to shame. Jenna said when she left, her friends were so worked up, begging her to tell more, and she laughed all the way home. Then Jenna wanted to talk to you, and I told her it was my idea. But I told her you could come over, and the phone line went dead, and we both laughed. We hugged goodnight and went to bed. I fell asleep, and it felt the same. The thumping started, and the vibrating feeling lingered in my head. And I never noticed when it stopped, and I drifted into a deep sleep.

I awoke Wednesday and went to the gym, sensing the area on my way. I exercised, practiced my huku using the heavy bag, did a light workout on the weight machine, and then did my yoga routine. When finished, I showered, dressed, went to the kitchen for breakfast and supplements, then drove the golf cart to the practice range. Today was practice only, so I got two buckets of balls and practiced, then returned home.

Mom left a note that she was at the gym, so I ate lunch and went to my workshop. I checked out Lana’s laptop first; she was back on the same site. I decided to have some fun and froze her computer, and ten minutes later, the call came. When Lana answered the door, she was wearing the same robe. I went into the den and told her to bend over the couch’s end and wait for her punishment. She made ah noise and did as I asked. As I fixed her computer, I asked her how many spanks today. She eked and said five.

When her computer was fixed, I went behind her and ran my hand over her ass. She was wigging, so I kicked her legs apart and delivered the first spank between them. Lana was moaning, and I spanked each cheek twice. I slowly rubbed my hand over her ass and said it would be more next time, and her moans got louder. I left her wiggling on the end of the couch. As I left her house, I heard her scream, and I was laughing while walking home.

Debra Brown called and said the deal was done. She asked if we wanted to come in for the check. I told her to give it to her brother because we were meeting with my talent agency, WME. I’ll give him your personalized picture when we meet. Debra laughed and said keep it clean then hung up. I selected the white muslin pants photo and wrote, “Debra, Since we’ve never met, this picture is for when we do, so you’ll recognize me, TJ.”

Then I checked the exterior camera feeds at the Lambert’s house. Jenna, Cheryl, and Lana were nude sunbathing by the pool. I shut off the feed and checked on my investment advisor and his wife. The announcement had been made, and Therman Pharmaceuticals shot up 60%, then fell to 35%. Pfizer fell 15% because of the new debt load of the purchase. Nothing exciting happened with his wife, so I shut off the laptop.

Mom came home and called me to the kitchen. She said Todd Brown called, and we have a 1 p.m. meeting at WME tomorrow. So, only go to the practice range and hurry back tomorrow, and we’ll get lunch before our meeting in Century City. I also called Mr. Thompson at the boatyard. Our first lesson on the sailboat improvements is Saturday at 8 a.m. We’re invited to the Bradfords for a poolside barbeque dinner. Wear shorts and a short-sleeved shirt and bring a pair of swim trunks. I told Mom I only had the Nike swimwear, and she said, “Oh, they will love them.” I groaned, and Mom laughed and said, “Get going.”

When we arrived, I put on my swimsuit in the cabana. When I came out, everyone was wearing sexy bikinis. Amy said,” My god, TJ is really buff,” and they all agreed. Then they asked Mom if she had been working out. She said I joined a women’s gym at TJ’s urging. I’ve got to admit I feel a lot better now and go three days a week. Amy said,” Mom, why don’t we make the pool room into a gym?” We can sell the pool table and supplies and use the money towards gym equipment. They all agreed it was a good idea. We swam and played grab ass, and I dished out more than they got.

The ladies left first to change in the cabana. Chloe thought it was an opportunity to coop some extra feels unobserved by the parents. I let her have her fun for the moment. When it was our time to shower and change, I waited until she was in the shower and entered behind her. I told her it was my turn and kissed her neck while pinching her nipples and rubbing her clitoris. She passed out in my arms, so I sat her on the shower seat, finished my shower, dressed, and returned to the ladies.

Mom asked what happened to Chloe, and I said she was still in the shower when I left. Then Chloe walked out dazed, and the ladies pulled her aside. They were all laughing when they returned. Dinner was grilled T-bone steaks with corn on the cob and salad. Mom and I thanked the Bradfords for dinner and got hugs and kisses goodbye.

On the drive home, Mom said they seemed to enjoy themselves with the asshole gone, and we laughed. Then Mom said Chloe seemed impressed with you tonight. I told Mom she took advantage of their absence to explore, so I paid her back in the shower. Mom said,” Good,” and laughed. Arriving home, Mom reminded me of our appointment tomorrow, and then we hugged goodnight and went to bed. I fell asleep, and it felt the same. The thumping started, and the vibrating feeling lingered in my head. And I never noticed when it stopped, and I drifted into a deep sleep.

I awoke, exercised, practiced my huku, sensed the area, grabbed my walking staff, and took off running my route, keeping a steady speed and stride. When I reached my turnaround point, I increased my pace on the way home. After stretching, I showered, dressed, went to the kitchen for breakfast and supplements, and then drove the golf cart to the practice range. I got two buckets of balls and practiced, then returned home.